JFDR - My Work Lyrics
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My Work
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What Are The Lyrics For My Work By JFDR?
I stare into nothing, I yearn for the innocence I once think I had
A lack of sense for a fear that grows as I grow older I've carried these thoughts And I've drowned them in work And I've worn myself blue on the way down Oh mother, would you cry if you hear this song? I woke up with dreams, I've not dreamt for a month I was ill and I couldn't sleep long I dreamt I'd gone back home to collect my old winter coat It's that time of year and not odd growing up in a place that always was cold Oh mother I woke up so sad having stayed where I swam in your kindness and warmth So quiet and strong Quiet and strong Mother would you cry if I tell you the things I have done? Hurried my death and done my beauty so wrong I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts As I turn off the light and get on with my work I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts As I turn off the light and get on with my work I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts As I turn off the light and get on with my work I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts As I turn off the light and get on with my work I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts As I turn off the light and get on with my work (I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts) I stare into nothing and slow down my thoughts (As I turn off the light and get on with my work) As I turn off the light and get on with my work On with my work On with my work |
Who Wrote My Work By JFDR?
Jofriour Akadottir
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What's The Duration Of The My Work By JFDR?The duration of My Work is 4:45 minutes and seconds. |
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